Squishy Sex

"Shit," I said, "Why do things like that always happen to us?!!"

I tried to make it round the corner without looking into the eyes of the locals. Which, in fact, were quite hazy.
We went through the gates where (while our bags where searched) I said to L (without thinking, as usual): "I hope they wont find the weed.
The security guard obviously thought it was a joke because he laughed. That innocent soul.

When the guard took a first look into my bag he said "oookay" and he rolled his eyes. He closed my bad instantly. It makes me laugh when men get intimidated by girly things.
There was so much make up. XD
Nah, not THAT much, but still. 4 different lipsticks, some eyeshadows, glittering stuff etc. You wouldn't find a nuclear bomb between those things.

So we entered the festival grounds and... there were so little people. Only dwarfs. No, kidding.
I mean, there were like 50 people.
Thank god, by time more people came. We also pumped into a teacher we had back in elementary school. He made us laugh coz he was with his wife and about a 6 months old baby. We had always thought the teacher was gay!

Then we went and bought these skirts made of fake marijuana leaves XD and Kanye West's glasses, you know those prison break style ones. And some ciders.

The concert itself rocked. More people came by the time niggas hit the stage. Uff it was awsome.

Whenever Kingston spoke, then with one hand he did the rap move and with the other one he grabbed his manly parts. Me and L wondered if Kingston has some special cremes to prevent his jewels from getting red and swollen.

Actually what astonished us the most were the backup singers. There were about 7 or 8 niggas on stage, which is great for an estonian person because in Tallinn we have about 3 black people and everyone knows their names. XD

Suddenly one of the backup singers started to sing slow a'capella
"...like a lollipop...lick me like a lollipop"
and it was fucking amazing! His voice was superb. I am in love with lil' Wayne and his voice, but this guy made the song totally his own (without taking it from Weezy).

ps. I just noticed that I'm wearing my socks backwards. %-)

After the concert me and L headed back to our apartment. I cooked while L cleaned and soon (thanks to our super good teamwork) we were laying on our huge bed with food, cocktails and weed. Reggae was playing ( "red red wine.....") and we just laughed and enjoyed the moment. It was a total relax, honestly, how beautiful can life be!

When I'm with L then I am very relaxed. Plus I don't have any bad thoughts in my mind. No sadness or anything like that. Because we are always high and whatever the other one says, it sounds freaking funny. Ahaha, even thinking about it makes me laugh. We lay there, inside our huge marijuana skirts and we said to each other:

deeeeeeeeem
*silence*
dayuuuuuum
*slience*
deyeeeeeeeeeeeeem
*silence*
daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamnnnnnn

like, I don't know, 25 times each. And we covered everything we wanted to say with that. You know...just...dayuuuuuuum. And L says: yeaaaaa...DAYUUUUUM.

Then we tried on 15 different skirts and 20 shirts, plus 10 different pairs of heels and finally we were ready to go out. We decided to call a cab because it's no fun to walk in 12cm heels.

The cab took us infront of the Sunset club and woah, the line was sooooo long.
We usually have club member cards to every single club at sight, but this wasn't our town so the only thing we had were deep cleavages and long eyelashes, so a couple of boys said: "ouuuuu come with us." And we went with them & didn't actually exchange any kind of words and as we ignored them (we honestly just forgot about them - it's so me & L style), in 2 minutes they were gone. But we weren't at the end of the line anymore. I don't remember much about standing there, it went so fast, at least that's what it felt like.

The club itself is fucking awsome. It has many many floors, different styles of music, more than 4 balconies, terrace on the first ground, and a huge open beach.

Super!

We went back home at 5 in the morning, after sitting on the beach. We decided to go by ourselves, without a taxi.
Oh boy.
I'll get back to it someday coz it needs a longer description. XD

Right now I'm gonna copy a msn convo I had 5 minutes ago.

Pb ütleb:
i'm waitin the delivery boy.I'm gonna eat "Feggaropita me kotompeikon"
Blonde-Mafia ütleb:
you are the only person who can make me want to eat weird shit with even weirder names.
Blonde-Mafia ütleb:
now i really want feggraipoa me kotmopeikonko
Pb ütleb:
hahahahahahahahahaha
Blonde-Mafia ütleb:
what, i made a spelling mistake?
Pb ütleb:
i could almost hear you sayin it wrong
Blonde-Mafia ütleb:
i cant go to a restaurant in greece
Blonde-Mafia ütleb:
people will die of laughter and i will die of hunger
Blonde-Mafia ütleb:
please one of that thing that starts with a P and ends with a S and that has shitloads of vocals in the middle, okay?
Stella ütleb:
with fries
Stella ütleb:
skip the juice, i cant spell "apple" anyway

I'm usually too lazy to copy-paste msn convos, plus I think they are funnier on msn, plus they're a bit personal, BUT tonight I decided to make an exeption, coz ...why not? :D Besides WW tells me all the time I should blog my convos. Well, here are some that I found on my laptop, I saved them coz they were weird.

Mad Lip Gloss says:
üks asi on squishy...mis t2hendab squishy?
.a? Opium Milkshake //Touch My Cookie! says:
sihuke...noh squishy ongi
Mad Lip Gloss says:
XD
Mad Lip Gloss says:
okei ma saan aru tglt
.a? Opium Milkshake //Touch My Cookie! says:
selline pehma ja limane nagu aga ta ei ole limane...nagu see tatt mida lastele müüakse mis seina külge jääb kui visata...igaste satikate kujulised
Mad Lip Gloss says:
XD
.a? Opium Milkshake //Touch My Cookie! says:
xD
Mad Lip Gloss says:
Igastahes, see s6na oli squishy sex Mad Lip Gloss says:
nyyd ma siis tean et see on nagu purgis tatt mida seinale visataxe ja mis on "igaste satikate kujuline"

Basically, I was talking to a friend from school and I asked him for a translation for the word "squishy". He explained that squishy is something that's soft and slimy, but not so much slimey, more like those icky things in cans they sell for kids, that you can throw against the wall and they stick, they have them in "all kinds of insect shapes" and stuff. And then I said: Okay, the word was squishy sex and now I know it's like slime in a can, that looks like "all kinds of small insects" and is soft and slimey.

XD

Okay, this one is like a million years old. Not all friendships have had a good start...:

...

B-M says:
and where exactly did you notice that negative attitude?
PB says:
just a few lines before,you said that I have a BAD personality
B-M says:
oh, I'm sorry, I meant awful
PB says:
wow you're so kind
B-M says:
that's one of the main qualities of northern europeans
PB says:
that's why you're so κομπλεξικές και καυλίαρες (complex and hot as hell) B-M says:
And that's why you are so hiiresitavärvi juustega väike pasahunnik (little shitpile with mouse-colour hair)
PB says:
Really?Έλα στην Ελλάδα και θα σου κάνω τον πάτο τούνελ (Come to Greece and we're gonna feel it deeeeeeeeeep.)
B-M says:
Yep, absolutely. Mine vaata su koer sõi kõik su plaadid ära, paras sitapüks. (Go look, your dog ate all your vinyls, shitpants)
PB says:
Glad to hear.Το ξέρω πως είστε ξεκολιάρες αλλά μην κολλάς θα γαμήσω και τις φίλες σου. (You're all hot but don't worry your friend should be gorgeous too.)
B-M says:
I think so too. Vaata et sa attakki ei saa kuradi konn. (Be careful not to get a stroke, fucking frog) PB says:
Δεν πειράζει και αύριο να γιορτάζεις εγώ θα σε γαμήσω έτσι κι αλλίως. (I'll fuck you anyway.)
B-M says:
Sure. Kuule millal sa vait jääd mul on kopp ees. (When are you going to shut up, I've had enough)
PB says:
Κοίτα μπορεί να μην ξέρω τι λες αλλά τον πούτσο δεν τον γλυτώνεις.Θα σε σκίσω,αν η μάνα σου είναι καλή φέρτην κι'αυτήν να σας γαμήσω οικογενιακός έτσι κι'αλλιώς και αυτή πουτάνα θα είναι.Don't you think? (I don't really understand what you say but don't fuck with me cause If you do I'm gonna fuck you.)
B-M says:
I think my eyes hurt. Kirjasta see romaan, saad poes edaspidi lausa maksta, ei pea enam varastama. (Publish a novel of your convo, earn money, so you wouldn't have to steal in shops anymore.)
PB says:
What could possibly cure your beatiful eyes?Τώρα παραπονιέσαι αλλά εγώ στο είχα πει,ΘΑ ΣΟΥ ΓΑΜΗΣΩ ΤΟ ΜΑΤΑΚΙΑ (Stop complaining bitch, you're fuckin me up.)
B-M says:
Send me that song, sa glamüüdias suuka (...you slut with a venereal disease.)

Share the love between different nations, right? :D Anyway, I just talked to him again and...:

PB ütleb:
...and i DO NOT consider you as a bitch
B-M ütleb:
i dont consider you a...how was it..."shitpants" or a "fucking frog" either :D

...so all is good that ends good. :D

Back in the times when I was young and stupid (no pun intended) estonian girls got a lot of attention from turkish men. They got our msn addresses from some kind of internet sites (no porn, k!) and every other day you were forced to see some gelatin-head invite you to Alanya. We, me and my friends, had a lot of fun on them but it also happened that every now and then some of them actually joked back:

se says:
can u send me a beautifus photo_?
se says:
beautiful
Blonde-Mafia says:
sswhat sskind ofs photosss?
se says:
photoss you can sendsss_?
se says:
photoss you can sendsss
Blonde-Mafia says:
ssswhat photoss?
se says:
your photoss,
Blonde-Mafia says:
ahahahahasssssss
se says:
ahssahh


Then again...there were those who didn't dig what I was laying AT ALL:

∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
heyy
BM says:
kenem! hey!
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
KENAN
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
whats goıng on there?
BM says:
where?
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
there where you are
BM says:
where am I?
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
at home?
BM says:
where?
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
dont do this again , please
BM says:
what?
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
are you stupid ?
BM says:
why???
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
why do you always ask me these stupıd questıons?
BM says:
when???
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
forget it
BM says:
...why
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
offf
BM says:
kemam...
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
f.......
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
you drive me crazy
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
ıf you wont gıve up to do thıs
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
I wont talk you
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
can you understand?
BM says:
...what?
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
offf
BM says:
what kemam?????
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
dont talk
BM says:
what?
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
ogfff
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
asfsdgdfhgs
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
dfhdfnhs
BM says:
what?
you always say what why when
BM says:
why you think so?
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
byee
BM says:
what?????
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
f...k
BM says:
KENAM
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
KENAN
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
always ı can pley
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
play
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
and do you always play sxo
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
saxo
BM says:
saxofon?
BM says:
you play with a saxofon?
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
suck my..........
BM says:
...saxofon?
∂ŋŦѓЄ∫ϊŦ says:
byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee